Wait a minute though, mum and dad had been at her funeral and that didn't make any kind of sense at all, they'd been dead for over four years!A little...Asian chap was leaning over me placing a stethoscope on my chest,"Danny, how do you feel?" I'm not dead am I?"He laughed and shook his head,"No Danny, you're not dead" You're not dead either, are you sweet Jen?" No bruv" the tears were falling like bloody rain now, "No Danny I'm not even nearly dead!" Shit and I got all dressed up for the. She started to look around. Dont stop Frank. Keep fucking me damn it. Fuck me!! Fuck!!… she grunted as I slammed my hard cock back in her pussy. I reached around her waist to fondle her big breast. I gripped them as I fucked her pussy. After a few minutes I put both my feet on the edge of the lounge chair. I really started to fuck her pussy now. She screamed. I grunted. I moved my hands to her lower back. I slapped her ass one more time. She screamed. I pushed my cock all the way, deep inside. The ashtray contained an abundance of white butts. The apartment smelled of cigarette. It had always smelled of whatever delicious concoction Melody worked on when I visited them."Sit," I commanded. We sat at the small wooden table in the kitchen. Melody brought me a wine glass and poured out the half glass of Chianti left in the bottle. Offering some leftover muscles in marinara, I told her my mom had stuffed me to the gills to provide some time for us to visit. Denying her offer hurt me more. Then I opened it and walked into the room. Both Brad and Jennifer were struggling to cover themselves with the disheveled bedclothes."Children," I said, "I hope you're using birth control." There, I'd said it, and I was glad I had because as stupid as it might sound they hadn't been. Brad's big plan was to pull out at the last moment and cum on Jennifer's belly.Apparently the kids had been doing if for a couple of months whenever they had the chance. I was glad that I'd nerved myself up enough.